"Doing anything later?" he casually asked."Hmm no," I stammered, was I being picked up? "So what's your room number and I'll pop round," he said.I gav... him my number want else was I to do he had just given me a glassof very nice wine, mind you the rest of the conversation was a bluruntil we left with him saying he would see me in an hour, "Dress casualor!!!" I went to my room wondering what to wear. Oh what the hell I would dressI'd always wanted to be dressed in front of some-one else and I. "Tom could not believe it as his mother handed him a pair of suntan colored sheer stocking and told him to watch her. As Tom watched, his mother lifted her skirt to her waist and slowly smoothed on the stockings and clipped them to the garter tabs of her girdle. Tom was embarrassed again. This time at seeing his mother's under things. Her...well, pussy was there in plain view. Covered only by her panty girdle, as it clung to her feminine shape.She noticed and said, "Don't worry, it is just us. She was such a bitch. Though she was older than me, she was always copying my style, dressing in tight jeans and belly shirts to show off her body. She used it to fuck every girl she could. She was always bringing home a different one.There was nothing more annoying than hearing the gasp and moans of your futa-sister getting lucky in the next room while you were trying to do your homework.She ruined everything. Everything!Even going naked at school was spoiled because of her and my part in the. My gosh she exclaimed who got this started with you. I said Im not really at liberty to say ,as its kind of secret.Oh OK she replied.I told her I would need to pull my pants down and underwear so if she decided not I could just leave and go home and not have to bother her with my fantasy. she thought for a moment and said..well I want to try but if it makes me feel sick I will just go in my room and you can finish YOUR THING she emphasized. She sat stareing at me and i undid my belt and dropped.